Kidisms 13

Owen: What is your favorite shape?
Me: A heart.
Owen: Me, too! Wanna know why?
Me: Yes.
Owen: Because it stands for love!

Katie: Mama! I see a Lego head! Look! Right there! 🙂

Me: How many library books are left?
Owen: Four.
Me: Only four?!
Owen: I’m rocking through these!

At dinner, we were talking about how Owen didn’t want Katie to come home from the hospital. He asked why.
Me: Because she cried and was loud!
Owen: Why did she cry?
Me: Because babies cry. They don’t know how to talk.
Owen: But she speaks human now!

Tom turned on a woodworking show.
Katie: That’s like papa!
Me & Tom: How does she know that?!

Katie: Mom! Look at the pretty tail she has!

Things you hear in a house with kids: Owen! Put your sword up and dance!

His hearing is fine!

Remember, the pediatrician wanted us to get Owen’s hearing tested because he should have grown out of covering his ears at loud noises by now. But…everything is just fine with his hearing. The audiologist said he might just be one who is extra-sensitive and he still might outgrow it. 

He did really great during the tests and I teased him about turning into a robot because he had wires coming out of his ears. 🙂

   
   

Six weeks in, 27 pounds down!

So.

Remember when I said I knew I wouldn’t be doing low-carb forever because it’s just not sustainable? Well, Tom and I are now working on a new lifestyle change…and have both been quite successful. And the best thing is that it’s completely sustainable: 80% of people keep the weight off after a year!

It’s a program that I’d never heard of but that a Tivo friend had done VERY successfully—and a bunch of other Tivo friends were interested in it and all decided to do it—so we jumped in, too! It’s called Naturally Slim and it’s a different way to lose weight that you just can’t believe until you try it.

From their website:

There are no foods to buy, no points to count, no guidelines on what you can and can’t eat. Sound too good to be true? The secret to Naturally Slim is really simple common sense, and the method for success simply involves learning some new techniques about how and when you should eat. That’s it. No gimmicks, no fads, no crashing, flushing, suffering, sacrificing, and no long-term commitments.

In the just-less-than two weeks that we’ve been doing it, I’ve lost 8# and have not felt deprived at all. I am eating SO much less food now, it’s unbelievable—but the most unbelievable part is that I’m eating WHATEVER I want. Pizza? Yes. Garlic bread? Yes. Pasta? Yes. Bacon cheeseburgers? Yes. Guacamole? Yes. Bruschetta? Yes. The only thing that we are really cutting out right now (for the first three weeks of the 10-week program) is sugar (and wine for me)—so no ice cream, cookies, cake, regular pop, etc.—but that’s not a big deal for us since we rarely have that stuff anyway. We can add it back in weeks 4-10 (and beyond) as long as we do it the right way.

But I digress.

I’m not going to go into all of the details, but suffice it to say that once you learn how to listen to your body and eat the right way—following the principles you learn in the program—you may find that you only eat one or two meals a day (and smaller meals at that). It takes time and dedication to learn the principles and it’s not an overnight thing…but it does work.

For example, neither Tom nor I eat breakfast anymore. (Forget what you’ve always heard about needing to eat breakfast. Really.) So Tuesday I had eaten lunch with the kids around 12:30 (and I honestly shouldn’t have eaten then because I wasn’t truly hungry) and I wasn’t hungry at dinnertime, so I skipped dinner. I wasn’t hungry before bed, I wasn’t hungry when I woke up Wednesday, I wasn’t hungry at my usual lunch time, and I honestly wasn’t hungry when I finished making dinner at 6, but I ate a small portion anyway because it had been 30 HOURS since I’d eaten anything and it just seemed…wrong. But according to the principles, I should have waited. When was the last time—aside from being sick—that you didn’t feel hungry for THIRTY HOURS?! It’s both exciting and bizarre at the same time.

Now, I know you are skeptical, but I am not lying and saying I’m not hungry. I’m not starving myself. I’m LITERALLY not hungry. I definitely eat when I am hungry—and I will never starve myself (that’s why I liked low-carb—I could always eat something filling and never felt HUNGRY).

So, just be prepared if we ever have to eat with you—we may not actually eat. 🙂 Well, we will eat, but we might not eat when you do. That’s honestly the part that stinks and is hard to get used to—since you ONLY eat when you’re hungry, we often miss eating with the kids (we sit with them but we might not eat) and sometimes we don’t even eat together. There are ways to hold off on eating (say, if I’m ready to eat at 4pm but we’re not eating until 6pm) but you never eat early to keep on a schedule.

Granted, we are only on week 2 so we’re still leaning the ins and outs of what our bodies want and things could still change, but we have generally figured out our schedules. (Well, I thought I had my schedule figured out—lunch between 12:30-1:30 and dinner between 6:00-7:00—until that 30-hour span of not being hungry. Now I’m trying to work it out again. It feels like I’m headed toward being a one-time-a-day eater which isn’t common but not unheard of.)

So, things are interesting around here. But the weight—and inches!—are coming off so we’re both happy! I’ve added a tracker with my ultimate goal over in the right column under the kids’ age trackers—I’m over a quarter of my way to my goal in just six weeks!! Go me!

Poor Katie…bug bites.

So we went on another walk this morning…and it started out perfectly. Owen was our guard again and today he brought a gun—he’s serious about his duties!

But the fun quickly turned to disaster as Katie somehow got stung twice at the same time by…bugs I completely missed!!

We were walking along and I was watching her legs because she was right in front of me and she just stopped and started screeching that she was hurt. I thought she was just being a 3yo drama queen because I looked and there was nothing wrong with her that I could see. I tried to keep us walking but she was limping and shuffling along and had big serious tears. So I stopped to look again—and THEN I could see the two tiny bites right under her kneecap. (Once I got home and Googled, they appear to be wasp bites.)

I know they’re small and fast, but I still can’t believe I missed a bug flying in, stinging her twice, and flying away while I was staring directly at her legs!!

Of course she wanted me to carry her back so I tried the best I could on the trails but made her walk most of it. We got home and I put her leg up and iced  it and she got Ibuprofen. I watched her like a hawk, even though I was pretty sure she wasn’t allergic…but she was fine with her bandaid. 🙂 

My walking buddies!

The weather was actually gorgeous this morning—67° if you can believe it! So, I decided we all needed to hit the trails before the temps started climbing (it’s supposed to get to 88° today…which is actually cooler than it has been lately).

They loved the trails!!

Owen was a sun guard taking the lead, watching out for magnaguard ships (a Star Wars thing)! 🙂


We were done by 8am!

A mad rush to school after school!

So, this morning before school, I had Owen write a thank you note for his teachers. It turned out super cute.

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Circle Time

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My favorite things
1. Learning vowels
2. The Oh No! game
3. I loved the slide at the pumpkin patch
4. Zoo
5. Computer

Thank you for being my teachers

I also sent in a thank you card and small gift for him to give them. When he got home, and after we asked about his last day, I asked if he gave his teachers their present. He couldn’t remember. SERIOUSLY?! So we questioned him some more and he went and looked in his bag and it wasn’t there. So I quick emailed the teacher asking if he’d given it to them or left it sitting somewhere. Then I checked his bag—and there it was, in the front pocket he hadn’t unzipped. Ugh.

Of course I really wanted them to have the gift and especially his card, so we tore out of here and rushed to the school to hopefully get there before they left. (The kids had a two-hour early dismissal, but I knew the teachers would be cleaning out their classrooms.)

Thankfully, they were both still there, so we got to talk with them for a few minutes, give them their gift, and take a picture!

And a picture of me and my boy on the way out.

So I won’t be a member of Gold’s Gym. 

So, after some more thought—and another day in the high 90s with humidity—I thought I’d better at least check out the gym. Just in case I might like it. Because A?C and childcare.

Well, I may have enjoyed being a member, but I’ll never know because I was SO turned off by the crazy spiel covering all potential costs.

So, HOW was I was given all the pricing breakdowns and options? On a brochure or even a nicely printed sheet of paper with details and prices nicely organized so I could make a fully-formed decision? HA! Try frantic scribbles on an index card while furiously talking about each program level and all the different options, annual fees, one-time fees, how fees differed for miltary vs. regular memberships, different fees for month-to-month vs. a 2-year agreement vs. a 1-year agreement, yada yada yada.

SERIOUSLY? You can see where I tried to make notes after the fact while it was still fresh but an hour later I was confused. JUST GIVE ME THE DAMN PRICES ON A HANDOUT.

I decided that I REALLY wanted my own treadmill instead. I’d asked Tom a little while back if we could get one, but he hates them and would rather get an elliptical or rowing machine; I hate ellipticals and wouldn’t mind a rowing machine, but I know I’d get the most use out of a treadmill. So we were at an impasse.

Until today. When he came home from work and I showed him the insanity I’d experienced—and he agreed we could look for used treadmills. And then an hour later he said none of the used ones were rated well and he’d rather have a new one instead…so he found one at Costco online and it will be here within two weeks! 🙂